I was out on my long Saturday morning walk around our beautiful neighborhood in Gilbert, AZ, listening to one my favorite podcasts – the episode was a conversation about a woman’s mother passing away and how she received a phone call from her deceased mother’s old phone # (no voice mail was left). She talked about how it shook her and it took her a few days to call the number back to verify and put her mind to rest that indeed her mother’s phone # was reassigned and they talked about the coincidence and whether one believes in messages coming through from departed loved ones. My parents immediately popped into my mind as I was listening, both have been departed, for many years. A half mile later and I was passing a shrub where at first glance I thought it was a piece of paper that got lodged there by the wind. After a second glance, I saw what was colorful heart twisty tied on a branch. This beauty has found a home with me ….
